Today I just want to lay on a nice roof somewhere. It could be anywhere, really. For example, across the street from where I live there is a large, sprawling red-tiled, Spanish-style roof. I can imagine myself taking off my shirt, carefully placing it on the tiles, pulling up my pants, and gently laying myself down.
Just now, as I write this, there is a slight breeze, cool and refreshing. At the same time, the sun is trying to make his warm presence felt. A nice balance between coolness and warmth.
And the reason I choose to lie down on the tiles is because they absorb the warmth of the sun. So, I reason that the warmth will radiate into my body, while the cool breeze gently rolling over me will make sure I don’t get too warm.
But the problem is that it’s a neighborhood street, and a fairly large one, so I get a lot of people passing by every hour. I wonder what they would think seeing me climbing ontop my neighbor’s roof (whom I don’t even know), and laying there half-naked?
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